Lucky Mr. Peters
Chapter 8
When I woke up the next morning, Carlos had latched on to Allejandro and I couldn't determine which limb belonged to which boy. I quietly got up and started my morning routine. As I left the bedroom to head for the kitchen my two angels were still fast asleep.
I made preparations for breakfast and was on my second cup of coffee when the two sleepy heads walked in. Both were yawning and still sporting their morning boners. Carlos poured himself a glass of milk, while Allejandro took coffee.
I handed out breakfast and that seemed to liven them up. When Allejandro went upstairs to shower and get dressed, Carlos came to sit on my lap on the couch, wiggling his butt.
When I told him I thought his pecker had had enough of a workout over the past two days he started to giggle. "Pedro is really good at sucking and he likes to lick my balls too."
"And what do you like about Pedro?"
"I like it when his body goes all floppy when I stick my tongue up his bum and he gets very excited when I lick his titties."
"It looks like you two have done quite some experimenting," I said, provoking another giggle.
He turned his head to look at me and gave out a long sigh. "I have to pee," he said, got up and walked to his bedroom.
Just then Allejandro had come back downstairs and joined me on the couch.
"How is he doing?" Allejandro asked.
"Ah, first love, it can be so difficult sometimes," I said.
Allejandro crawled up on to my lap, facing me. "And sometimes, Mr. Peters, it can be just perfect," he said before deeply french kissing me.
After our kiss broke and he sat back a bit, the strangest thing hit me. "You still don't know my first name, do you?"
Allejandro shook his head and shrugged.
"Well, from now on I want you to call me Ruud, that's my first name."
Allejandro tried to pronounce it a few times, unsuccessfully. "Can I just call you 'Rudee' instead?"
"That'll be fine, just don't call me Mr. Peters anymore, it makes me feel old."
When Carlos came back out and saw us his eyes narrowed and his brow frowned. He made it perfectly clear that if he couldn't be sexy, then neither could we. Allejandro sat back down beside me, slightly taken aback by Carlos' outburst.
I quickly got up and picked Carlos up from behind as he tried to get away from me, lifting him off the floor. I carried him back to the couch and said to Allejandro: "This boy has a very nice cocklet and lickable balls, I think you should inspect them."
Allejandro played along immediately and began to pull off Carlos' shorts and briefs. Carlos couldn't stop giggling as his pecker and balls were closely 'inspected' by Allejandro. It changed into moaning when Allejandro seriously went to work and soon had Carlos bucking his hips. It didn't take that long for Carlos to first go rigid and then limp. Allejandro got up and started french kissing me again, swapping the little boycum he had received. Carlos was still panting between us.
Allejandro put Carlos' briefs and shorts back on before I set him down and let go of him. He smiled broadly as I too sat back down. "Pedro won't believe this when I tell him."
"Oh damn, I forgot to ask. Did you get any homework last Friday?"
"Uh oh, I forgot all about it," Carlos said, a bit of panic in his voice.
I told him he should start right away so he could still go swimming after lunch. He agreed, got his stuff and set to work at the dinner table.
When Carlos was done I checked his sums and only found one mistake. When I pointed it out to him, he looked at the problem again and hit his forehead. He erased the old answer and put in the correct one. I gave him a swat on him bum and he jumped up smiling.
He looked at me and said, "Do that some more and you'll make me cum again."
That provoked me to having a more serious talk with Carlos.
"You know your mother will probably be back next weekend, right?" I started, getting a silent nod in return.
"Well, when you're back home, I don't think it would be a good idea for you to go and see this Mr. George again."
Carlos looked at me as if I had just made the most obvious statement in the world. "I'll never go and see that 'hijo de puta' again!" he exclaimed.
Allejandro immediately got up and asked what was going on. In rapid Spanish Carlos told him and I could see Allejandro shrink. I had told him a little about it in the car last Thursday, but he had not yet heard it straight from Carlos. I could see tears in his eyes as he picked up Carlos and fiercely hugged him.
Things settled down again after that and lunch consisted of our usual sandwiches. At around 1 pm the boys wanted to go swimming and I waved my approval. As was getting their habit, they stripped and jumped into the pool naked. I could only hear laughter and no moaning, so I knew they weren't getting into anything serious.
Close to 1:45 pm, the doorbell rang unexpectedly. When I opened the door, I was surprised to see young Rafael standing there with a small plastic bag in hand.
"Is it ok if I go swimming?" he asked, holding up the plastic bag, indicating to me it probably held his swimsuit.
I was a bit overwhelmed, but invited him in nonetheless. His eyes were wide as we walked into the living and I indicated Carlos' bedroom for him to change in.
I had just reached the pool deck to warn the boys, when he too walked on, wearing the most skimpy speedo I'd ever seen. He kept walking towards the pool, greeting the boys with a loud 'Ola', before stopping dead in his tracks.
The boys said something to him in Spanish and Rafael’s head began swiveling between them and me. I shrugged and a huge smile appeared on his face. Even though the speedo wasn't hiding much, he nevertheless discarded it on the pool deck before jumping in.
After a while the laughter had died down a little and I could hear the boys conversing in the now familiar rapid Spanish.
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"You are so lucky you live here," Rafael said.
"I don't live here," Carlos said, "Mr. P just takes care of me while my mother is in Valencia. My grandma is sick in hospital and she takes care of my grandpa."
"I do live here, but only since last Thursday. My father threw me out of the house after I told him I'm gay."
"You're gay?" Rafael asked.
"I am too," Carlos piped in, "Pedro is my boyfriend."
"Wow, I never met any other boys that are gay too. Just the guys in the dunes, but they don't talk much, they're just there to fuck me."
"The dunes are dangerous, you know you could get beaten up," Allejandro revealed.
"I know, it almost happened once. But does Mr. P know you two are gay?"
"Of course, he knows, he's my boyfriend."
"No way. Do you have sex with him?"
"Sure, it feels great when he sucks and fucks me."
"Yes, the first time he sucked me felt great and he was really careful when he fucked me," Carlos added.
"You mean he fucked you too?"
"And Pedro of course, because he really wanted it also."
"But you said he's your boyfriend, aren't you mad at him for fucking the others too?"
"No, that's just sex. I just know he really loves me, I can't explain it."
"Do you, you know, think he'd fuck me too? I haven't been fucked for a couple of weeks now and I sooo want to."
"I can see that!" Allejandro said as he grabbed hold of Rafael's cock.
"Please don't, I don't want to cum in the pool."
"If you want Mr. P to fuck you, you'll have to ask him yourself."
"And you'd be OK with that?"
"Can we watch?" Carlos asked, trying to put his cent's worth in.
"No! That would be weird."
"Don't worry, Carlos, even if they go to a bedroom, we'll still be able to hear him moaning. Oh, and make sure you dry off, there are towels on that recliner there."
"And go to the bathroom after you're done, your ass will be full of cum!"
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I noticed Rafael getting out of the pool and hurrying to where the towels were. It was also quite clear that he was sporting a nice size boner. Seeing the other two boys resting their arms on the side of the pool and smiling, I knew something was up in the air.
After drying off, Rafael put the towel around his waist, but his erection was still very much in evidence. Hesitatingly he came into the living room and walked up to me, looking back at the two rascals in the pool on occasion.
As he stood before me his eyes were slightly downcast and he started stammering, "Carlos and Allejandro told me that if I wanted you to .... you know .... eh, that I should ask you."
I suddenly got a pretty good idea of what the conversation in Spanish in the pool had been about. Rafael had turned quite red-faced, but I gathered I could push a bit further.
"So, what is it exactly that you wanted to ask me?"
Rafael then looked me straight in the eyes and replied, "I want you to fuck me, please!"
I took a quick glance at the pool where the two were still hanging onto the pool side. They were both vigorously nodding their heads.
Turning back to Rafael I asked, "Are you sure about that?"
"Oh, yes, but I don't want Carlos and Allejandro to watch."
I stood up and as I put my arm around his shoulders he grabbed hold of my cock through my sweatpants and briefs and squeezed it momentarily. "I think we'd better get to the bedroom upstairs if you don't want to give them a show."
He snickered and I slowly guided him up the stairs and into the bedroom, closing the door behind us. He moved to the bed and dropped the towel before sitting down and looking at me. He kept his hands in his lap, hiding his hardon as best he could.
"Do you want me to lay down on my belly or do doggy?"
I sat down next to him and said, "I think you'd better just lay down on your back first."
He did, but I saw he was still covering his crotch area. When I asked him why he did it he looked down at his hands and said, "It's too small, why would you want to look at it?"
"When you were in the pool, I'm sure you checked out Carlos, didn't you?"
"Yes, he's a bit smaller than me, but Allejandro's is bigger."
I leaned into him and whispered into his ear, "I saw you when you came out of the pool and I think you have a beautiful cock."
His face turned red again, but Rafael did move his arms down his sides.
When I started to caress his belly I all of a sudden noticed his nipples had gotten hard. I bent over and slowly started to lick and kiss them, eliciting loud moans from Rafael.
I moved my hand from his belly to his inner thigh as my head worked down his body. As I was working his belly button I was amused to see a few sparse hairs at the base of his boyhood. Then my hand cupped his balls and my mouth took in his quivering cock.
At the same time Rafael shouted, "Madre de Dios!"
Within seconds I felt two jets of boycum hit the back of my throat, which I gladly swallowed. Rafael was still panting as I let him slip from my mouth and sat up again.
When he had come down from his high a bit he looked at me. "Now I know why Allejandro and Carlos love you. But I still want you to fuck me!" he said, grabbing the one hand that was not still fondling his balls.
I got up, removed my t-shirt and dropped the sweatpants and briefs so I could step out of them. When I sat down again I had to stop Rafael from turning onto his belly. I grabbed his ankles and moved them up and forward, telling Rafael to hold onto his knees and then pull them towards his head, which he did.
Bending down and licking his butthole rewarded me with another very loud moan from Rafael. I kept at it a little while before moving up his perineum and taking his sack completely into my mouth.
I lubed up fingers and started to work them on and around his pucker. When I let my index finger slip in he jumped a bit, causing his sack to escape my mouth. With my whole finger in I wiggled around and found his prostate resulting in a stream of Spanish words from Rafael.
After I pulled out, Rafael was shaking his head and just saying, "Back in, back in."
I lubed up my cock and pushed my glans against his boyhole, slowly gaining entrance. Then Rafael let go of his knees, letting his ankels rest on my shoulder. He bent a little to grab hold of my waist and pulled me in. Knowing I probably wouldn't last long I picked up the pace more quickly than normal. Shortly after another two jets of cum landed on Rafael's belly I shot a full load into in.
We laid down side by side until Rafael suddenly got up. "Carlos was right, I do need to go to the toilet."
"And maybe get a shower too," I said, as he disappeared into the bathroom.
A few minutes later his head came around the bathroom door, "Can we have a shower together?" and we did.
Afterwards we dried off and I got dressed again as Rafael was waiting naked at the bedroom door, not bothering with a towel anymore and his clothes being in Carlos' bedroom.
When we came into the living room, Allejandro and Carlos were on the couch, dressed in shorts and definitely looking flustered. Rafael sprinted forward and landed on two half laps, grabbing both boys in a hug and then kissing them full on the mouth in turn.
I got slightly annoyed at my own lack of knowledge, being completely unable to follow the ensuing conversation in Spanish.
It didn't last long though, when Allejandro pointed at the living room clock and Rafael saw the time, he looked like being stung by a bee. He got up and raced to Carlos' bedroom, reappearing fully clothed after just a few minutes.
He ran up to Allejandro and Carlos and kissed both again before running up to me and jumping into my arms. I got a hug and a kiss before I let him back down onto his own two feet.
"Thank you Mr. P, would it be ok if I came around again sometime?"
I kissed him on the forehead and said, "You can come back anytime."
With a broad smile, he rushed out the front door, slamming it closed behind him. We then heard the moped start and drive off.
I walked over to the couch and had to worm my way into sitting in between Carlos and Allejandro. Draping an arm across each of their shoulders I asked them: "So, what have you two been up to while Rafael and I were upstairs?"
TBC